On Saturday morning jogs, I dream in colors so vivid that my mind overloads with the most beautiful fears.
Only fears of the imaginable, not the impossible.
My deepest desires consume me as I confidently propel one foot in front of the other. I’m in a mission and no one can stop me from achieving success. The only one that could ever get in the way of my dreams is ultimately myself.
My mind does often scare me.
Sometimes I find myself focusing on the size of my dreams and whether I’ll ever have the time, knowledge and confidence to pursue them.
These doubts pop up but I never let them nest too long- for many blessed birdies remind me,
“If your dreams don’t scare you, they aren’t big enough.”
I’ll end this with this; The Boston finish line and I will meet in April 2023.
Start with a dream. Chase after it. Run with it.